Chapter 3 All the way down
If she had a shovel, maybe she would have begun to dig the way to the palace.
With nothing to do, she decided to pray for God's protection again after the swamp. After all, the protection of the swamp... at least let her pass, didn't she?
She asked God and Buddha again in her heart, hoping that Diana could hear her voice.
She knelt down in front of the tablet and took out the small wild flowers for daily tasks from the package, but after the small wild flowers were taken out, perhaps because of the undead territory, the withering speed accelerated. She put the small wildflower in front of the tablet, put her hands together, and closed her eyes. "Respectful and beautiful patriarch, there is nothing to offer you. You can only take out such a thing. I heard that you are looking for a warrior to rescue the prince. If you don't dislike it, I may..."
The surface began to vibrate. In the vibration, she heard the sound of something moving, and the sound came from the direction of the tablet.
"System: You open the door of the undead palace by triggering the keyword 'Prince'."
She came to the back of the stele, where a stone was recessed, forming a space the size of an elevator. She put the torch into the dark space and found that there was a hanging ladder made of bones. If you want to go down, you have to give up the torch.
After praying that she would not fall to death, she put out the torch and put it in the package.
Since using the Son of Hell, she has gradually begun to adapt to this long-term darkness. She didn't know whether she should be glad that the ladder she stepped on was supported by a wall and would not shake too much, or whether she should be sad that the ladder next to the wall was not easy to step on. For safety, she grabbed the ladder with both hands, and her feet had to be tested many times before she dared to step on it.
The history book said that the second princess of the elf clan once came to the undead to apologize in person... So did she also step on this ladder?
I always feel that the second princess is so pitiful...
The most indispensable thing for the undead is the endless darkness, right? Whether it is forward or backward, whether it is left or right, whether it is heaven or earth, 360 degrees lacks light.
The more she climbs down, the more she is worried about the royal family of the undead. Isn't she afraid of being killed because the ceiling can't withstand the gravity of the land? But will the undead die...
It's so cold...
She should have added more equipment when she was on it, but it was easy to fall to death because she wore too much.
Her hands began to freeze a little weak, and even her feet began to trembling, and she almost couldn't stand on the ladder.
She doesn't know when it will end. She only knows that she is getting farther and farther away from the warm sun.
Why don't she go offline now and go outside to experience the scorching sun in August?
... Then as soon as it went online, because I didn't have time to grasp the ladder, "ba" sounded, gameover!
Then she may go back to hell and experience a black fog forest, a swamp, a large wasteland, the "bullied" of the main city, and the ladder that takes her away from the warmth.
Even the elf hell is not so cruel...
She took out a piece of ore she bought as a weapon from the package and began to throw it down, trying to judge the distance from the sound.
......
Waited for a long time... She didn't hear anything.
How long is the distance that even the ears that have become particularly ** inaudible in the dark?
In the rare summer vacation, she climbed the ladder while being frozen here to challenge the physical and psychological limits of the game?
She didn't know how long she had crawled again, and she didn't even dare to lose her attention, for fear that she would suddenly fall off.
"The protector is establishing a video status with you..."
Because of extreme tension, the light of the communicator scared her, and also closed her eyes several times because of the brightness.
"I've looked through all the books these days, but I can't find any sign of Boer. How's it going over there?" At this time, he was sitting in front of the bookcase, full of books.
"Thank you for your hard work, Mr. Knight. I haven't gained anything either." Because of the conversation, she had to stop climbing the ladder. She tried to lean sideways against the wall and regained her strength with the support of the wall.
"Is Mr. Knight looking for Boer these days?" After getting the other party's answer, she thought of something. She told the other party what happened during this period in the undead territory, "... Mr. Knight, if possible, could you please let me see the sun? I haven't seen the sun in this game since I said goodbye to the small library.
"...wait!" He got up with the bookcase and almost tripped over the book at his feet. He climbed up the relaxing wooden ladder and opened the secret door. Suddenly, the communicator seemed to be loaded with the sun, exuding the sun that felt dazzling and warm at this moment.
Although she can't dissipate heat through the sunlight of the communicator, she is still very satisfied.
Although she and the sun are not in the same world, the communicator and Mr. Knight brought the sun of another world to her.
"...Mr. Knight, thank you very much! I feel the warmth and encouragement brought by the sun!"
Even if you are in the dark, as long as you remember the warmth of the sun, you will not lose your direction.
"This game has the function of taking photos and sending pictures. I will send you the sun! Turn it out when you want to see it, and the sun will always be with you!" She soon received the picture sent by the other party, and there were several different angles.
She seeks warmth with the picture of the sun, just like looking at a plum to quench her thirst, using willpower to resist the harsh environment.
"Mr. Knight, thank you very much for your photo... I should move on. Only by getting rid of the darkness as soon as possible can we usher in the real sun!" Her feet have begun to be numb. If she doesn't move, she may not feel it.
"... Take care and contact me if you need it."
"Uh-huh!"
The communicator cut the connection under her smile, and she clicked on the picture. She just found that the light from the communicator picture can illuminate here.
She clicked on the picture, which, as she expected, could also serve as a lighting tool.
Although the picture brought her light, it also brought her a visual impact... the bone ladder in front of her.
She continued to crawl with the mentality that there were pumpkins in front of her. Because it was illuminated, the efficiency of climbing was much higher.
......
A white swaying thing suddenly appeared from the darkness below. She looked at it and saw that it was a bone hand without flesh, and then a skull poked out.
Her feet can't help but want to kick the goods off the ladder...
She prefers to see this thing in the book rather than at her feet...
The bone hand grabbed her ankle and pulled it down...
"Ah, ah, ah..."
The bad news is that her ankles were easily pulled down.
The good news is that she will soon fall on something.
And what she should face now... Her body is full of moving white bones.